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The Book Thrown Across the Room

Posted by rjagilbert on May 17, 2014 at 9:55 AM Comments comments (0)

Many years ago I heard the story of a musician who had joined up with one of those Satanic rock groups that were so successful back in the eighties. For a time he went right along with the show, doing all those nasty things you might have heard those kinds of rock bands doing for the sake of “the show”. And he was successful. But one day, while he was away with the band, two Jehovah’s Witnesses stopped by his house and gave his wife a book. (It may seem odd to you that he had a wife, but remember, many of those hellish bands were really just a bunch of college-educated musicians who were trying to make a living with what was popular at the time.) When he came home that evening, she told him about her day and the book the two Witnesses had given her. She picked it up and offered it to him. He reached for it, but before his hand could come near something yanked the book out of his wife’s fingers and threw it across the room, slamming it loudly against the wall. The two were so startled by the event—especially by the supernatural aspect of it—that the musician immediately quit the band, changed his lifestyle, and began reading the book that “something” had so vehemently tried to discourage him from reading.


I was reminded of this story the other day when I read in Acts chapter 19 where a group of men had a rather bad run-in with a demon-possessed man. Rather than flee like they expected, the critter turned and fought, whiping the poor saps quite soundly. But this was not a victory for the demon. When the people around this demon-possessed man saw the evil power that had taken control of him, they realized that they had been playing with that power themselves. They promptly burned their own magical implements, their scrolls and paraphernalia that might bring themselves into the same situation as that poor soul who was so deeply under the devil’s thumb.


I have had my own run-ins with the supernatural in my own life. They don’t generally make you want to go back to pop culture and pretend the world is a safe, scientifically proven kind of place. But what really irks me is how many people I encounter who are involved in supernatural battles but have no idea. For often the devil is too smart to make an open, obvious show of his force. In fact, if you are reading this, the chances are that there is a demonic presence right now working to “throw the book across the room” to keep you from reading it.


The book I am talking about is my writing. I can’t say which work in specific, or even if it isn’t the odd blogs I sometimes post (or try to post, since my web page server is not the most conducive to posting more than a paragraph). I can tell you that, when I printed my first big shipment of Men of Renown, the entire shipment was lost in a train wreck on the way across the continent. I had ordered the delivery so I would have stock to sell at my first big holiday bazaar, and though the package was guaranteed and I eventually received it, I ended up sitting at a table with only about three books to sell. That has pretty much been par for the course when it comes to my writing and publishing experiences.


When I did receive my larger shipment of Men of Renown, I started giving them away. I don’t know how many times I’ve asked for recipients to let me know how they liked it or maybe even post a review online. Imagine how frustrating it must feel to have recipient after recipient tell you, “I haven’t had time to read it,” amid a time of fellowship in which they share with you all the other “distractions” that have come into their lives (including other fantasy books) that they have spent their time on. And each of them assumes that they are the only one who “does not have time” to read my work. Ironically enough, the entire situation is illustrated beautifully within that very book, when Saph tells Jared that the notice posted on the tavern wall is “insignificant”. Is that not what the voices (maybe they aren’t hearing voices, but I picked up that saying after a really lousy doctor started insisting that I was hearing voices when I was not) are saying about me and my work? Am I wrong to see a pattern? Does each and every one of them think they are the only ones to have something wrestle the book out of their hands? Would that the devil just throw it across the room and let them know how much he does not want them to read it!


If you are reading this, and if you have gone so far as to consider reading one of my works, know this. There are forces out there who do not want you to. There are forces who have worked very, very hard for the past twenty years to make me invisible to the world. First they fought against my submissions to the conventional publishing world. Then they fought against my own computer, internet connection, and even my login abilities to the independent publishing world. Files were deleted for no reason, uploads corrupted, and at one point I had to work from my daughter’s computer because “something” just didn’t want to talk with Createspace on my own workstation. Then something fought me physically, wrecking the train, my car, my house, and even attacking my family. It turned to my church, which now lies in a shambles and which my children are afraid of ever returning to. And now, now that I have done everything I can do to put my writing into your hand, something is doing everything—well, maybe not throwing your tablet across the room, but just about everything—to stop you from reading it. Right now they are telling you that I am delusional and arrogant. They are telling you I am a nobody. They are telling you that you don’t have time for another book (but then something is going to urge you to click to another page where you will acquire two or three more books that you for some reason have plenty of time to read.) And of course, as is always the case, they are telling you I am crazy.


Maybe, just maybe, they are doing all of this because what I have written, though perhaps not the best writing in the world, is actually worth reading.


Men of Renown, an Author's Review

Posted by rjagilbert on March 3, 2014 at 9:55 PM Comments comments (0)

(If the online publishing sites that feature my book would allow a message from the author, this is what I would say.)


Dear prospective reader,


I did not write this book to sell it. I wrote it because I wanted people to read it. It is a story about priorities—about two contrasting definitions of success. Saph must choose how to measure his success. Will he define himself by the wealth, power, fame, and glory like his kinfolk? Or will he join with an obscure old hermit who was mocked by all who knew him? A hermit who has since become one of the most famous heroes of our time—one who is remembered best not for what he did, but for what he gave to the next generation.


I can’t make you read this book. I can’t make anybody read this book. God knows I’ve done my best; I’ve given copies to friends, relatives, strangers, and church members, but beyond putting the book in their hand, there is nothing I can do to force them to read it.


I would love to hear reviews from those who have read this book. There have been a few, from the friend who told me “Excellent page-turner” in an email or the young man who verbally expressed his disappointment with the way the story ended. But most of all, the basic review I have been given over and over again is, “I’ve been too busy. I haven’t gotten around to reading your book.”


This book was written for two men, neither of whom has read it. Both have copies sitting somewhere on their bookshelves, but both have admitted to me that they don’t have time to read it. I know them both well enough to know that they read plenty of other books—bestselling books lauded by the media giants and bookstore publicity machines of this world. (In fact, I know well enough that many of the people to whom I have given this book have read plenty of other books while leaving this one forgotten on the shelf.) Sadly, in the last few years I have seen both of these men suffer through disasters that I’d like to think might have been averted had they heeded the messages I was trying to send them through this book.


What you read controls what you think. What people want you to think dictates what they want you to read. Being an independent thinker has forced me to be an independent writer. My message is not in line with the message being pushed by the media masses. I do not have famous pastors, businessmen, and marketing agencies working for me to promote this book. When I chose to self-publish this work, I thought that I did not need those things, because I was not trying to create an international best-seller. Unfortunately, in a world where readers look to “giants” of leadership to tell them what to read, what to watch, and what to listen to, I have very little chance of being read, seen, or heard by anyone.


I have done my best to put this book into the hands of the people who need to read it, but like I said, I cannot force this generation to read it. Having spent the last few years, having spent more hours and money than I should have on self-promotion, I feel that I know what the true hero of this book must have felt like. In the end, despite all he said, he finally had to give up on trying to make a difference in the world he knew and instead focus his energy on building his own boat. At this point, I think I need to do the same.

The Sword of Condemnation

Posted by rjagilbert on December 15, 2013 at 8:15 PM Comments comments (0)

Part 6 of the "wrong" armor.


The Demon Armor I address in this work is based on the Biblical “Armor of God” as listed in Ephesians 6. Most Christians are familiar with this passage and the spiritual trends represented. Few Christians, in reality, adhere to these spiritual traits. One or more of them have been replaced by the cursed armor-pieces I discuss here.


The Sword of Condemnation.


Finally we come to the cursed weapon that has conquered civilizations from the dawn of history. Prior to the days of Abraham, Egypt was ruled over not by the soldier class but by the priesthood. Modern-day nations in the Middle East still give power to religious leaders based on the fear of spiritual condemnation.


The ancient, demonic trend of this sword is the assertion: “Conform or die.” I have had it wielded against me as “Fall on your knees and beg for forgiveness,” or “How dare you question the Lord your God!”


External condemnation is different from the condemnation we feel in our hearts when personally confronted by the Holy Spirit. External condemnation is generally political in nature, spoken by one individual to shame another into conformation. “Shame on you for not doing what I think you should do!” In contrast, spiritual condemnation is a shame we need no one to voice because we know we are not doing what we should.


Political condemnation has been historically used to manipulate the masses, although any individual claiming religious authority over another (a husband or parent, for example) is tempted to use it to induce service or conformation. Sadly, this external condemnation often causes its recipient to grow numb to the accusation, eventually rendering the technique ineffective. Over-spanked children and pets often learn to ignore the pain of their punishment and pursue wrongdoing despite the consequences. Over-condemned individuals become hard-hearted in much the same way.


True spiritual condemnation comes from the Holy Spirit, which God has placed in all of us. This condemnation is not a sword wielded for wounding, but a surgical knife used in healing. The Holy Spirit quietly speaks life-giving words straight to our heart. It identifies the spiritual flaws and weaknesses that can and will cripple or kill our ministry. Only then can we begin to cut away at these cancerous regions of our soul.


Unfortunately, the Holy Spirit’s soft words of truth cannot penetrate the defenses of the Demon Armor. The Shield of Legalism aids in excusing any surgical condemnation that might not be deflected by the Helmet of Self-Righteousness’ oblivious denial. This is no way to live. In fact, in the end, this is how this cursed armor destroys its own wearer.


Originally this essay was titled "The Demon Armor," and you will see that I used that term several times throughout. The moniker creates an image of grotesque, horned faces, jagged claws and fangs, bat-like wings, flaming skulls, and a menagerie of other images associated with the “Demons” of old. These creatures, studied but never seen, are better left in the imagination. They are not what I aim to expose. The nature of Demonology I address is not the study of other things which can be blamed for all of humanity’s flaws. Demonology, responsibly taught, is the study of our own human nature. Man does not suffer so much from the claws and tusks of invisible, winged monkeys as he does from the foolishness and the free will of mankind—both his own and those around him.


The demons I reference in this work are the presence of trends that have persisted and proliferated throughout history. They are immortal in that they have outlived all cultures from the dawn of history. They are, in fact, all that remains of the ancient world. They are evil in that they could be attributed for the downfall of each of those cultures in which they proliferated. Despite their destructive nature—and they are destructive—they have never been wiped out. They are formidable foes; though many would strive to defeat them in physical combat, few are willing to face them directly…because they are within us.


I have addressed many (though not all) of Christianity’s faults through this metaphor of Demon Armor. I will not, in this work, try to interpret Paul’s Armor of God for what Paul meant it to be. There are enough works out there that interpret “Breastplate of Righteousness” into modern context that I feel no need to do it here. This work was written mainly as a means to identify that which all true Disciples of Christ should be aware of.

The Shield of Legalism

Posted by rjagilbert on December 11, 2013 at 8:15 PM Comments comments (1)

Part 5 of the "wrong" armor.


The Demon Armor I address in this work is based on the Biblical “Armor of God” as listed in Ephesians 6. Most Christians are familiar with this passage and the spiritual trends represented. Few Christians, in reality, adhere to these spiritual traits. One or more of them have been replaced by the cursed armor-pieces I discuss here.


The Shield of Legalism


The way Paul puts it, a warrior hides behind his shield to avoid the “flaming arrows of the evil one.” The Shield of Legalism is hid behind as well; not as an act of bravery in battle, but as a cowardly justification to do evil.


The inscription at the top of this cursed shield dates back to the Garden of Eden, when a certain serpent asked “Did God really say that?” Through the years, it has been re-forged into various assertions.

“Is it not written?”

“Define (adultery, murder, theft, etc.)”

“What is the Hebrew meaning of this word?”


Legalism is the fundamental adherence to the wording of scripture without any consideration to the overall meaning of those words. It places importance not on understanding what God said, but on what man wants God to have said.


Upon the Shield of Legalism is the same crest that is found on the Helmet of Self Righteousness. “God is on my side,” this crest asserts. When used legalistically, it states: “Thou shalt not…unless God is on your side.” Historically, this has been one of the most abused assertions by men of God. David used this assertion when he moved the tabernacle to his political headquarters in Jerusalem (Moses had commanded that the tabernacle be situated on a hilltop in what later became Samaria). Under the title “A Man after God’s own heart” (translated: “God is on my side”), David set the Biblical standard for breaking the Ten Commandments that is still in use today within the Christian Church.


Christians equipped with the Shield of Legalism today are easy to spot in that they often quote one verse of scripture out of context from the rest. Sometimes, an entire book will be written based on one out-of-context scripture. Often these contortions reinforce the false protection offered by the Breastplate of Breakable Promises. Sometimes they are used to conceal the Boots of Ambition. Most often, they enhance the selfish justification within the Helmet of Self-Righteousness.


The law, in favor of evil men, is a terrible thing. The law, in favor of good men, is entirely unnecessary. Good men do what they know God wants them to whether or not the law commands it.


Scripture—any scripture, be it Koran, Torah, Greek myth, the teachings of Buddha or Confucius, or the writings of Paul—must be understood as the message the writer wanted to convey; not as the message the reader wants to hear. When written word becomes a tool for evil, then it can no longer be the Word of God.


The Boots of Ambition

Posted by rjagilbert on December 6, 2013 at 8:10 PM Comments comments (0)

Part 4 of the "wrong armor.


The Demon Armor I address in this work is based on the Biblical “Armor of God” as listed in Ephesians 6. Most Christians are familiar with this passage and the spiritual trends represented. Few Christians, in reality, adhere to these spiritual traits. One or more of them have been replaced by the cursed armor-pieces I discuss here.


Boots are meant to protect the wearer’s feet from injury as well as to enhance one’s footing. Paul asks the Ephesians to fit their feet with the readiness that comes with the Gospel of Peace. But the Boots of Ambition do not bring peace. They do not allow the wearer “readiness” either.


The Boots of Ambition do not allow their wearer’s feet to remain planted. Ambition drives the wearer hither and yon in search of a happiness they will never find. All the while, they leave a path of misery and a negative impression of Christianity that has become one of the primary arguments for Atheism.


Boots come in pairs, as do these cursed shoes. On one foot is worn the name of Evangelism. Over the last 2000 years, in Christ’s name, man has crossed the globe and brought the message of salvation to billions of people living in spiritual darkness. In accordance with Christ’s request, the Evangelical movement has helped to heal the sick, feed the hungry, and clothe the poor.




On the other foot is worn the boot of Exploitation. In Christ’s name, nearly every indigenous people introduced to the Gospel was then introduced to the sword, the shackle, and various other forms of oppression and exploitation.


Together, the Boots of Ambition bring this message: “Jesus loves you, but you’re working for me.” Time after time, under the guise of service to the Church—and often using scriptural contortions as justification, various arbitrary divisions of humanity have been exploited, discriminated against, and even enslaved. Even when they were not conquered or enslaved, many of the people brought to Christ by early “missionaries” were inducted into the Western world as the under-paid, over-worked laborers that the Christian economy has so thrived upon. Many more were swindled of their land or displaced under “Christian” doctrines such as Manifest Destiny.


There is a story, written in 2nd Kings 5, that shows how poorly God views a man’s ambition to prosper—beyond what God gives to sustain—from his service to the Lord. Gehazi was a servant of the prophet Elisha. Elisha healed a wealthy man and asked for no reward. Gehazi thought that such a good deed deserved comparable compensation. After receiving payment from the wealthy man, Gehazi was met by Elisha and cursed for his greed. Perhaps the punishment was so severe because God knew how many more would face Gehazi’s temptation in the thousands of years to come.


Let it not be said that the Boots of Ambition only carry us to alien soil to trod on the foreigner and the savage. Many who wear these cursed boots focus their tyranny upon their own families. Dysfunctional Patriarch (or Matriarch) Syndrome is one such example. Using the Biblical passage: “Children obey your parents”, these dysfunctional parents assert totalitarian authority over their offspring—authority that holds its ground deep into the child’s adulthood. Where the goal for most parents is to produce a healthy, competent adult capable of doing the same with their own children, the domestic tyrant only demands an obedient automaton. This exploitative experience with Christianity often results in the child’s eventual rebellious separation not only from their family but from the Church as well.

The Helmet of Self Righteousness

Posted by rjagilbert on December 3, 2013 at 8:00 PM Comments comments (0)

Part 3 of the "wrong" armor series.


The Demon Armor I address in this work is based on the Biblical “Armor of God” as listed in Ephesians 6. Most Christians are familiar with this passage and the spiritual trends represented. Few Christians, in reality, adhere to these spiritual traits. One or more of them have been replaced by the cursed armor-pieces I discuss here.


The Helmet of Self-Righteousness


Here’s where we start to see some real differences between Christians who wear Paul’s Armor of God and those who don the Demon Armor. At least, those who do not wear the Helmet of Self-Righteousness see the differences. Those who do wear this cursed helmet see nothing much of anything.


The Helmet of Self-Righteousness is a bucket, inverted over the wearer’s head down to the shoulders, without any openings through which to see. Some who wear it may claim that there is indeed something to see within; the well-polished interior allows its wearer to see themselves—which is the only thing they want to see. This polished surface reflects to the viewer the message of perfection; there is no fault revealed in this mirror.


The purpose of a helmet is to protect its wearer’s most vital region, the head, while still allowing functional visibility of the world beyond. This cursed helmet tells its wearer that there is nothing worth seeing beyond themselves. A self-oriented nature is the primary manifestation of this cursed implement.


At first, self-righteousness manifests as an oblivious attitude toward the surrounding world and people. The wearer feels that, if it’s not about them, it’s not important enough to pay attention to. Then, when battle comes, the wearer cannot identify his target. In blind desperation, he strikes out at anything and everything within range.


The full helmet and visor, which concealed the faces of men in medieval battle, necessitated the advent of a crest upon each warrior’s shield and helmet. The purpose of this crest was to identify each combatant to his allies. Such a crest is found upon the Helmet of Self-Righteousness (also on the Shield of Legalism, discussed later). This crest is the assertion that “God is on my side”, seemingly identifying the Self-Righteous as one whose cause is authorized and anointed by God on high. History is full of individuals who performed or commanded crimes against humanity under this assertion that “God was on their side.”


The world is a frustrating place to those who’d like to ignore it; they cannot avoid its frequent and random imposition into their lives. Self Righteousness not only ignores, but denies the existence of inconvenient truths. When truth rears its head despite all efforts to avoid it, the self-righteous must invent myths of blame to explain what they dare not acknowledge.


God is true. In fact, most religions assert that God is real. He is not a manifestation of our creativity as are such statues of Baal and Zeus that were once worshipped as false gods. Nor is God a concept, such as Law or Money, that only exists where two or more agree that it is. God is real, and He is also omnipresent. If that is indeed the case, then all that is real is God. The Self-Righteous deny their own experience—their own relationship with reality—if it does not agree with the myths and scriptures that they have accepted into their little bucket-helm of a world. The result is a denial of reality.


If denial of God is the sin that separates us from Him, then denial of Reality is the very same deadliest of sins.


The Breastplate of Breakable Promises

Posted by rjagilbert on December 1, 2013 at 7:55 PM Comments comments (0)

Part 2 of the "wrong" armor series.


The Demon Armor I address in this work is based on the Biblical “Armor of God” as listed in Ephesians 6. Most Christians are familiar with this passage and the spiritual trends represented. Few Christians, in reality, adhere to these spiritual traits. One or more of them have been replaced by the cursed armor-pieces I discuss here.


The Breastplate of Breakable Promises


Remember the beginning of Star Wars, Episode IV “A New Hope”? Within the first few minutes, we are given our first, intimidating impression of the Imperial Storm Trooper. Clad from head to foot in white plate-armor, these evil warriors looked invincible. They burst through a smoke-filled doorway, weapons blasting, and lay siege to the Rebel soldiers. Then a well-aimed shot from a rebel’s pistol penetrates that imposing white armor and the first Storm Trooper falls.


“Okay,” we observe, “the Rebels must be equipped with powerful, top-of-the-line blaster pistols in order to penetrate that heavy armor.” But by the end of Episode VI, we have seen Storm Troopers dispatched by rocks and sticks wielded by teddy bears.


What good is armor that can’t defend its wearer from sticks and stones? It’s useless!


After the advent of gunpowder and muskets to medieval warfare, no breastplate would be worn into battle until it was “proofed” by withstanding a musket ball. Most warriors would not think of putting their trust—let alone their bodies—in armor that has proven itself useless. We would not wear into battle a glass breastplate expected to shatter on the first blow. We would not encumber ourselves with a hot, heavy vest that does nothing to keep the sharp arrows, blades, and bullets of adversity from our vital organs. Yet as Christians, we put our faith in promises—disguised as doctrines and scriptural contortions—that are just as worthless.


Many of the breakable promises found within the Bible are actually found in the 67th book: Implications. Bible readers will find that it does not come after Revelations, but in between the lines of many passages throughout the Bible. A few years ago, a book was written about one verse of the Bible that told how God had blessed one individual. The selling point of this book was not what the author wrote—that God wanted to bless our ministry—but what was implied—that God wanted to materially bless us.


Preachers have tickled congregational ears for centuries. Human nature has allowed it to continue virtually un-checked because people want to believe what they want to be true—no matter how ridiculous the lie. Modern culture has dubbed this message of health, wealth, sunshine and blessings the “prosperity gospel”. C.S.Lewis lamented that his generation treated God as a “heavenly grandfather”; a deity full of love and blessings, willing to spoil us by giving us anything we demand of him, and ever looking the other way when we misbehave. Much of the popularity of Christianity in this modern era may be largely credited to these false promises of happiness, material blessings, and inconsequential misbehavior.


What happens when we discover that these promises are not real? What happens when a soldier discovers that his armor won’t stop a spear? Often, it’s too late. The damage is done. With the breastplate compromised, the vitals punctured, the blow is usually fatal—not to the body, but to the faith.


A Christian is promised so many things. When some of the promises are proven false, why believe the rest? As the saying goes, “…Fool me twice, shame on me.” When the promises of eternal life and a reward for righteousness are blended in with the promises of a big house, fast money, and instant gratification, all lose credibility.


There is the famous tale of the boy who cried wolf. It can be equally told as the boy who cried blessings. All day long, the boy deceived the villagers with promises of fortune, glory, and pleasure; promises he failed to keep. At the end of the day, if the boy came to the villagers with a promise of eternity, why would they believe him?

The Belt of Bigger Purpose

Posted by rjagilbert on December 1, 2013 at 7:50 PM Comments comments (0)

The Demon Armor I address in this work is based on the Biblical “Armor of God” as listed in Ephesians 6. Most Christians are familiar with this passage and the spiritual trends represented. Few Christians, in reality, adhere to these spiritual traits. One or more of them have been replaced by the cursed armor-pieces I discuss here...


The Belt of Bigger Purpose


The belt is situated just under the breastplate, and is designed to protect the wearer’s lower vital organs and upper legs. In the English translation of Paul’s words to the Ephesians the passage expresses that the wearer’s “loins” are “girdled”, envisioning the well-protected regions beneath the bulky girdles of sixteenth-century armor.


But the belt of bigger purpose does not protect much of anything.


Here is a belt with but one notch. There is one size that it fits, and that is big. Bigger than you. In fact, everyone who tries on this belt will find that it is implicitly designed for somebody “bigger”. Not bigger in belly, but in purpose.


The Bible was written for paupers and kings, slaves and wealthy merchants, refugees and warriors. But modern Christianity does not sell well when addressed to paupers, slaves, and fugitives. We like to think of ourselves among the kings and successful people of this world. We want to believe that God has planned our lives to fit that “bigger” notch.


There is no notch on the Belt of Bigger Purpose for humble servants.


This principle of “bigger” has been put to use, with great success, by the industry of higher education. A careful search of most college textbooks will find that their implied messages of success are far less realistic than what college students can and should expect. When an example is given of an individual’s pay rate or lifestyle, it is usually far more inflated above par than what the student will encounter in real life. The intention of the author (and the professors who buy the books) is to lead their students to believe that their tuition and time spent in education is a wise investment towards a future of financial success and a higher standard of living.


This is another breakable promise: the gospel of upward mobility. But the damage done here does not usually kill us. It maims us to the point of ineffectiveness in the purpose God does have for our lives. Most of us may make some amount of difference through our loins—that is, through our children or our contribution to posterity. Many of us have the opportunity to make a difference through the menial “leg-work” of the Christian church—the hours of thankless service and unrecognized acts of kindness that used to be what it meant to be a Christian.


When we wear this cursed belt, we ignore our loins and our legs, hoping that God has something “bigger” planned for us to do in service to Him. We invest our time, money, and minds in chasing after that “bigger” notch. Often, when attempting to fit into this belt, we wind up missing out on the entire battle. Even when engaged in the battle, this cursed belt guarantees our defeat.


The Belt of Bigger Purpose wears so loosely around the waist that the enemy is able to grip it and pull the wearer in any direction. As a result, it is impossible for the wearer to stand his or her ground and remain engaged in the battle. The promise of “bigger opportunity” is far more effective against the church than intimidation or despair. To desert one’s position in search of more glorious combat is the same as to desert in retreat. To abandon the battle is to give the enemy victory.

Why I Wrote "Men of Renown"

Posted by rjagilbert on April 1, 2013 at 11:55 PM Comments comments (0)

When I was a kid, my dad brought home an old book titled “Lost Mines and Treasures of the Pacific Northwest”. This well researched book holds an extensive collection of legends about lost riches in Washington, Oregon, and Idaho. Dad ignored some of the more famous legends, such as the discovery of Crater Lake by an expedition searching for a lost cabin mine, the shipwrecked galleon buried beneath the sands of Nehalem Spit, and the famous Blue Bucket mine of Eastern Oregon. Instead he focused on all the strange legends that took place in our particular neck of the woods. On Saturdays, he’d load us kids into the car, pack some picnic food, a map, and his favorite travelling music, and we’d drive off into the wilderness to see these exotic locations described in the book.


Dad was also a leader in our church’s youth program for boys. Dad’s nine-seat VW van was no stranger to church outings and adventures, and it became only natural for our friends to join us on these Saturday outings as well. The kids might not have cared much about the old legends of treasure, but we sure had some fun at the swimming holes, rafting the rivers, hiking to the tops of mountains, and camping in the woods.


Dad’s ambition wasn’t always absent from these adventures. One year, Dad obtained a mining claim in one of the canyons deep in gold country, and though I don’t think we ever got a single scoop of panning out of the dirt, I still remember the adventures we had (and the colorful hermits who had staked their claims up and down the canyons). Once we were confronted by one of these hermits with a shotgun who decided we had parked our van too close to his claim (That adventure was in winter, and I don’t remember any kids from church being along for the danger). There were several times when we found old, abandoned mine shafts and went inside—never too deep, of course, but Dad wanted to see what was inside. I know, several times, I felt like our lives were in danger, but looking back, I am the man I am today because I have faced danger and Dad did not encourage me to run.


Sometimes I wonder if Dad was faking his lust for gold only to get us boys interested in the adventure. Sometimes I wonder if his real goal was to raise his boys into young men—men who were not afraid of a little hiking, of a dark cave, of a frigid swimming-hole with a natural waterslide, or of some class 4 river rapids. Last year I made contact with one of those old friends who had accompanied my Dad on some of our adventures. He still remembered some of the jokes we made up from the back, bench-seat of the old van. When that friend reconnected with another of the boys a few months ago, he mentioned my name. Instantly my Dad was brought up, and the two of them reminisced about our adventures together.


Dad is older now, and he gets around a little slower, but he still enjoys going on adventures with his son and his grandchildren. Of course, I try to avoid the dangerous stuff, but sometimes I wonder if that is wrong. Sometimes we bring other kids along, and oftentimes Dad is not with us. He has his own ambitions again that get in the way, and I understand that. He’s trying to start his own business, and he’s still involved in politics and lobbying for his social issues, and he has friends and relationships around the world that he needs to maintain. He still wants to change the world, though; I think a lot of men have that drive. Sometimes he feels discouraged in his efforts. Sometimes he suffers a setback and wonders if he is wasting his time. Sometimes he measures his success and realizes how small it really is in this big world. I just wish he knew how big an impact he has made in the lives of a bunch of boys who followed him into the wilderness on those Saturdays so many years ago. What he passed on to those boys now lives on in the next generation of men, and stands to pass on to the boys of the future for generations to come. That right there is the biggest difference a man can make in this world.


The story of Men of Renown is a reflection of Dad’s ambition. Like most men, Saph wants to feel significant. In a world full of celebrities whose lives are documented with songs, statues, and honorable titles, a man can feel awfully insignificant with his own, humble endeavors. Yet, this story is not about the songs and statues of Atlantis—none of which have survived the test of time. This story is about the man who made a real difference in that age—the man whose name is still spoken today. That man was not proud or ambitious. His heart was focused on the future—on preserving life and passing down his legacy for generations to come. There’s a powerful story there. And I hope that this story inspires its readers to follow in that man’s footsteps, as I have been inspired to follow my Dad in his.


He Who Fears the Vampyre Hunter

Posted by rjagilbert on February 20, 2013 at 9:25 PM Comments comments (0)

He who fears the Vampyre Hunter

Sees naught in the mirror's pane.

He who opposes the cross and the clove

Hungers for blood in the living vein.

Many petition in favor of night

Though few remain at dawn.

Those who join them in banning the light...

Will miss it when it is gone.